Company In My Back by Wilco (Jeff Tweedy = poet)
"I attack with love, pure bug beauty I curl my lips and crawl up to you
I attack with love, pure bug beauty I curl my lips and crawl up to you
And your afternoon And I've been puking
I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back
Hide your soft skin, your sorrow is sunshine Listen to my eyes Hide your soft skin, your sorrow is sunshine Listen to my eyes They are hissing radiator tunes
I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back
You learn so slow, old radiant beauty I'll curve my flight You learn so slow, old radiant beauty I'll curve my flight Under your bended knee And I will always die I will always die I will always die So you can remember me
I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit there's a company in my back I move so slow, a steady crushing hand Holy shit, there's a company in my back There's a company in my back"
Best of the Roses, John French
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